They basked in the sun on the beach and enjoyed the sea breeze. Soon, it was night. Then Ye Xuan followed Chen Guozhong to dinner. Chen Guozhong did not let Ye Xuan leave. Instead, he sent his goddaughter Hai 'er back to bed. After that, the two of them went to a cafe to have a cup of coffee. This article was written by
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Looking at the time, Chen Guozhong finished his coffee, then stood up and said to Ye Xuan, "Let's go. I'll show you the territory!"
Seeing Chen Guozhong get up, Ye Xuan also took a sip of coffee, then got up and left.
"In two days, this area will be under your control. There are hundreds of streets in this district. You can't care so much. You just need to know who is the fiercest." The two of them sat in the same car. While driving, Chen Guozhong imparted his experience to Ye Xuan.
"Blood Eagle Gang?!" Ye Xuan smiled slightly, and his tone was slightly certain.
"Well, it was not a waste to read the files these two days." Chen Guozhong reached out and patted Ye Xuan, then continued, "Yes, it is Wang Bao's force."
Ye Xuan nodded and did not speak.
"Wang Bao's Blood Eagle Gang is the fiercest here. He has occupied four-fifths of the hundreds of streets. Be careful when you meet him in the future. This bastard is very cunning." Seeing that Ye Xuan did not speak, Chen Guozhong continued to remind him.
"Don't worry, Brother Zhong. I will be careful." Ye Xuan nodded.
As the two of them talked, Chen Guozhong had already driven the car to the front of a shopping mall. Then, the two of them found a high platform and sat down.
It was already midnight. Not only were there feasting and beautiful neon lights illuminating the whole street, but there were also more and more young gangsters gathering, drinking, chatting, and smoking. There were even a few young couples hugging and kissing each other in public. Their hands were constantly touching each other's bodies, and the scale was getting bigger and bigger.
"Wang Bao said that after midnight, he has the final say!" Chen Guozhong looked at the street full of gangsters. He suddenly said.
"Hehe, I've heard of it!" Ye Xuan curled his lips and laughed.
"F * ck you! How dare you flirt with my girl! Beat him to death!"
At this time, a young man covered in blood was suddenly kicked down from a building entrance, and then several gangsters ran down. His hands and feet moved together, punching and kicking the young man's body.
The people around them seemed to be used to this kind of situation. Not only were they not afraid, but they also laughed at the misfortune of others. They gathered around and laughed as they watched the show, whistling, and some even went up to kick a few times to liven things up. The scene was joyous, as if they were not afraid that someone would die.
Ye Xuan looked at the scene and frowned. Hong Kong was really chaotic at this time. It was said that in some places, there were even gangsters killing people on the streets during the day. Even the police avoided them. They only dared to come out to collect the corpses after they were done. At this time, ordinary Hong Kong citizens lived in fear every day.
"Hey. Hey, hey, what are you doing? What are you doing? " Suddenly, an old policeman in patrol uniform walked out from the corner. When he saw the situation, he hurriedly walked over to stop it. "What's the matter? Stop! Stop! "
Ye Xuan saw the old policeman. He immediately recognized that he was also working in the Western District Police Station. Everyone called him Uncle Bao.
The gangster who was still beating the man glanced at Uncle Bao. He didn't take it seriously at all and continued to punch and kick the man. The gangsters who were watching from the side didn't show any signs of fear when they saw the police. They slowly surrounded Uncle Bao and looked at him with disdain.
Suddenly, a wine bottle was thrown at Uncle Bao's feet. "Bang!" The wine bottle exploded, almost hurting Uncle Bao.
A gangster dressed in yellow with earrings on his ears stood up. Following that, more gangsters surrounded him and stared at Uncle Bao with an arrogant look on their faces.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? " Seeing their colleagues being surrounded by gangsters, Chen Guozhong and Ye Xuan couldn't bear to watch any longer. They took out their work passes and put them on as they strode over.
"Did you throw that wine bottle just now? Was it you?!" Ye Xuan walked over with a cold face. He pointed at the yellow-clothed gangster who threw the wine bottle and slapped him on the head. Although Ye Xuan only used 10% of his strength, it was enough to slap him to the ground.
The yellow-clothed gangster was slapped to the ground, but Ye Xuan did not let him go. He stepped on his back and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He poured out all the cigarettes and there were several small paper sticks wrapped in white paper. He said coldly, "What is this?"
"Back off, back off …" Seeing that Ye Xuan was doing something, Chen Guozhong held the gun at his waist with one hand and pushed the gangster who wanted to go forward with the other.
The yellow-clothed gangster tried his best to struggle, but it was as if there was a mountain on his back. He could not move at all.
"Get up!" At this moment, Ye Xuan suddenly let go of the foot that was stepping on his back and said coldly, standing aside.
The yellow-clothed gangster felt the weight on his back lighten. He flipped over and sat up, but Ye Xuan said coldly, "Take off your shoes."
After being stepped on by Ye Xuan, the yellow-clothed gangster knew that Ye Xuan was not someone to be trifled with like Uncle Bao. The arrogance he had when facing Uncle Bao disappeared and he obediently took off his shoes.
"Take off your socks!" Seeing the yellow-clothed gangster take off his shoes, Ye Xuan said coldly again.
The yellow-clothed gangster was stunned. Although he did not know what Ye Xuan was up to, he still obediently took off his socks.
"Get up!" Ye Xuan waved his hand and continued.
The yellow-clothed gangster stood up.
"Take a step back!" Ye Xuan said quietly.
The yellow-clothed gangster glanced at Ye Xuan, then looked up at the sky and took a step back impatiently.
"Take another step back!" Ye Xuan looked expressionlessly at the ground behind the yellow-clothed gangster's feet. There were some wine bottle shards that the yellow-clothed gangster had thrown earlier.
The yellow-clothed gangster was helpless. He lifted his bare feet and took another step back.
"Ah!" The yellow-clothed gangster screamed when his bare feet stepped on the glass shards. He held his feet in pain and looked at Ye Xuan with eyes full of hatred.
"Jump!" Ye Xuan's eyes were cold.
"Jump your … mother …"
Bang!
Just as the yellow-clothed gangster was about to start cursing, Ye Xuan directly kicked him in the chest, sending him flying backward and crashing into the crowd behind him. A large group of gangsters fell to the ground.
"What are you doing …" Seeing their brother being bullied, over two hundred gangsters surrounded them aggressively. It seemed like they wanted to kill the three of them on the spot.
A gangster walked in front of Ye Xuan and pointed his finger at Ye Xuan's nose as he shouted, "So what if you're a police officer?!"
"Police officers are amazing!" Seeing the finger that was about to reach his nose, Ye Xuan suddenly smiled faintly. Then, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the finger that was pointing at his nose. He exerted a little force, and with a 'kacha' sound, the gangster screamed. Ye Xuan's leg suddenly kicked out like lightning. With a few 'peng peng peng' sounds, the gangsters in front of him were kicked to the ground.
Stepping on the head of the gangster in front of him, Ye Xuan reached for the gun at his waist and coldly pointed it at the gangster in front of him.
"Who else?"
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